Son, look at all the people in this restaurant
What do you think they weigh?
And out the window to the parking lot
At their SUV's taking all the space

They give no fuck
They talk as loud as they want
They give no fuck
Just as long as there's enough for them

Gonna get on the microphone down at Wal-Mart
Talk about some shit that's been on my mind
Talk of the state of this great nation of ours
People look to your left

Yeah, look to your right
They give no fuck
They buy as much as they want
They give no fuck

Just as long as there's enough for them
Son, look at the people lining up for plastic
Wouldn't you like to see them in the National Geographic?
Squatting bare assed in the dirt eating rice from a bowl

With a towel on their head, and maybe a bone in their nose
See that asshole with the peace sign on his license plate?
Giving me the finger and running me out of his lane
God made us number one because he loves us the best

Well he should go bless someone else for a while
Give us a rest
(They give no)

Yeah, and everyone can see
(They give no)
We've eaten all that we can eat

Writer : FOLDS, BENJAMIN SCOTT
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.